Beginning Responsibility: Lunchroom Manners
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Subject: We Went Home For Lunch
That piece of cake the kid had was huge.
Above average film but definitely, in 1960, that scenario was just wishful thinking. Boys would never voluntarily sit at a table with girls - girls had cooties!
Subject: I LIKE Mr. Bungle!
Subject: DID MR BUNGLE HAVE A FRIEND?
Subject: Simular Head Start Incident
Subject: Years later...
One day, years later, he would meet a strange guy named Charlie. Charlie was Mr. Bungle personified! Everything that Mr. Bungle was to Phil, Charlie had! Phil was captivated! Almost in LOVE!
Phil joined Charlie, and they lived on a ranch in the middle of the California desert. Interestingly, he ran into Freddy and Alice there, as well as The Running Kid. There, they lived the life that Charlie always wanted to live -- the Mr. Bungle Life.
But it all ended one hot summer night in 1969. They did terrible, unspeakable things. But Phil blamed it on Mr. Bungle, who had taunted him all those years.
Subject: Is that a piece of cake or what???
Subject: ....Is This....
Subject: To Mr. Bungle's Offspring
In reality very few of us became hippies and did LSD, etc. Most of you seem to have a very distorted view of boomer times. The infantile language used in most of the comments gives me the idea you are Mr. Bungle's offspring.
Subject: the stepford children
if life was supposed to be like that...it would be pretty sad.
i'm curious if any of these kids in this film was made fun of in school when it was done? or if it was viewed in their school?
Subject: Lebensborn Lunchroom
What proportion of these American children today would be medicated for ADHD and Depression and Bipolar?
Doesn't "Bungle" sound too much like "bunghole" ?
I think Phil should've said: "Yo, bitch, where my milk at?"
Subject: Not a review a question
Subject: I love Mr. Bungle
P.S. I don't ever remember my lunches coming with a HUGE piece of cake!
Subject: What a difference a few decades make
Fortunately, today we are no longer hampered by such old-fashioned fuddy-duddy modes of strait-jacketed thought. Fortunately, we have advanced to a degree of civilization which is far, far beyond the boring (and silly) culture which was being force-fed to those horribly oppressed children of yesteryear in this video.
Yes, yes -- these days, "Miss Brown" would need to carry pepper spray around with her: and she'd need to be sure to look over her shoulder at all times. She'd also need to be certain that she had her 911 speed-dial button programmed on her cell phone, ready for quick use at any time. The "dark-haired kid" running wildly about and gesticulating in the lunchroom would be waving a 9mm Glock handgun over his head, wearing black, as he joyously celebrated his right to his individual self-expression by randomly firing into his fellow students as they ate their lunch.
And, oh yeah.....we mustn't forget that from an architectural standpoint: we now design our school buildings with certain elements of prison technology built into them. Hmmmmmm. I wonder why that's become necessary?
The beauty of the current situation is perfectly obvious to anyone who has half a brain, or who has half an education -- and this beauty is never so clearly demonstrated as in today's news: where a group of playfully mischievous, self-expressing 3rd graders were plotting together to kill their teacher -- having brought steak knives, handcuffs, and other such childish implements of mayhem and gore to school: along with an apple for teacher.
No, no, no......you won't see any Mr. Bungles in the schools today. He retired along with the old man elementary school principal back in 1959. Mr. Bungles is a dinosaur blundering his way to us up out of the La Brae tar pits of a culturally repressive past: a past wherein guns were easier to obtain than they are today -- and yet the kids didn't take advantage of this fact to engage in the wholesale slaughter of their fellow students and/or their teachers. I wonder what's changed between then and now?
We've become FAR too sophisticated in ourselves for the likes of the insipid Mr. Bungles -- even in the 3rd grade.
We should be very proud of ourselves for having come so far and achieved so much ((and of course we are....VERY PROUD of ourselves....in fact: it's our new hallmark)). Mr. Bungles is dead.....and he's been replaced by.....uh....."freedom".
Yeah -- that's it. "Freedom".
Subject: message to bungleboy
Subject: Phil & Freddy
Subject: Excellent Example of a Textbook Good Manners Film
Subject: What a rip
And what about the little kid that sees Mr.Bungle and says "oh boy! Ive found my purpose in life!"
Gosh i love these movies
Subject: Message to Memberofthecast
Hope all is well with you.
Subject: Yes, as a matter of fact
"Is that a big enough piece of cake, or what?"
Subject: Comparisons and more
I do remember, as I said it was done before, there was an experiment on this and the majority chose that the one made in the 50's was more clear on message than the one made in today's standards.
Subject: Deja Vu
Subject: Creepy kids
I heard that some of you have wondered WHY Phil had to use a copious amount of soap whilst washing his hands. Although antibacterial soap is invented in 1948, over a decade before this film, it was not patented until Christmas 1984, over 25 years later. So bear with the amount of soap, guys.
Subject: Mr. Bungle is "It" from the Steven King Novel
Freddy has good manners and sits up straight, but Freddy needs some shoe shine products very badly...
Subject: Phil's everchanging hair
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Subject: Mr. Bungle!
Mr. Bungle reminds me of one of the characters on Mr. Rogers neighborhood (by sight not by actions).
Does anyone else notice that in some scenes in the lunchroom Phil has whipping cream on his tray - no skim milk in those days but the real stuff for Phil. You can tell where it was cut to a different scene because most of the time he has the same milk as the others.
Subject: Don't be like Mr, Bungle...or do I don't really care eithier way...
Subject: Shouldn't kids be kids?
Subject: C'mon Mr. Bungle, tell me why
Oh man, where to begin? The children who look like they just stepped out of the Master Race Breeding Program (note that the naughty child who runs in the lunchroom is a brunette)? The pile of soap that's bigger than the kid's hand? The unintentionally hilarious edit where the announcer says "he saw what he really wanted?" Or the HUMUNGOUS piece of cake?
One of those great indoctrination videos where adults use shame and name calling to get kids to obey. Recommended.
Subject: Nobody likes a Mr. Bungle
Things to watch for:
-- When Mr. Bungle is sitting at the lunchroom table the stick person on the right-hand side of him seems to fall due to the sheer power of psychic energy or the power of the deadly vibrating palm.
-- When Phil washes his hands, check out the insane amount of soap he uses.
-- If Mr. Bungle were a real person, this film would be pure unadulterated slander.
Subject: Only a Mr. Bungle Would Eat Dessert First!
Ratings: Camp/Humor Value: *****. Weirdness:****. Historical Interest:*****. Overall Rating: *****.